At Christmas, I No More Desire A

Look To Her, Moor, If Thou Has Eyes To See. She Has Deceived Her Father, And May Thee.

Light Seeking Light Doth Light Of Light Beguile: So, Ere You Find Where Light In Darkness Lies, Your Light Grows Dark By Losing Of Your Eyes.

Have More Than You Show, Speak Less Than You Know.

Fear Not, Cesario, Take Thy Fortunes Up. Be That Thou Know'st Thou Art And Then Thou Art As Great As That Thou Fear'st.

Mirth Cannot Move A Soul In Agony.